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A/N: I re-edited this to make it have more sense. It was senseless in the first shot, Sorry ^_^!
At Your Side
By Silver MoonStar
Chapter 4: Over Dinner
General POV
"Tomoyo! I'm home," Sakura shouted when she entered the apartment. Silence greeted her. 'That's weird, she should be here by now' Sakura frowned. She ran to the kitchen and saw a note on refrigerator. "To Sakura, I'm going to be late for a bit, cook your own food for once. Leave some for me. I don't know about the boys, think that for yourself- Tomoyo," Sakura read. The girl dumped her bag into her room and donned her faded denim skirt and a pale pink T- Shirt.
"At last, I get to cook!" Sakura said loudly. What'd I cook?" She flipped through recipe books that were lined by the side of the stove. Sakura settled with making a simple soup with noodles. It was less the hassle anyway.
She set to work with chopping the vegetables and saw to the boiling water. She added spices and bits of fish, chicken, mushrooms and other ingredients. It smelled quite nice in the end. Then, she checked the noodles which she had steamed earlier on. "Heavenly. . ." Sakura sniffed the sweet spicy aroma. Someone sneezed behind her.
Sakura turned around swiftly and saw Syaoran rubbing his nose. He had apparently been sleeping since his hair was even more tousled than ever. "Where did you come from? I didn't hear the door open," Sakura demanded right away. Syaoran scowled, "I was here before you came back home. So don't start rattling off."
Sakura didn't start but she didn't say a word anymore and Syaoran found the silence quite annoying. "What are you doing?" he asked finally. "I was cooking. Tomoyo is coming home later than usual," Sakura replied curtly. She poured some of the soup into a bowl. "I'm going to take a shower," Syaoran said and went off.
"Nobody's stopping you. . ." Sakura muttered. Fortunately, he didn't hear her comment. Sakura set the table. She wondered whether Eriol was back yet. So she went to his room.
Eriol's room was a mysterious, shadowy place. Sakura felt a strong aura of Clow Reed's magic. 'He has magic???' Sakura wondered. Cautiously, she stepped out of it, not wanting to stir anything. She bumped onto someone. Sakura swallowed a lump in her throat and turned.
It was Eriol. The boy's azure eyes hardened slightly. "What are you doing snooping around my room?" he asked quite coldly. "I- I'm sorry. . . I was wondering whether you were back yet. . ." Sakura stammered. Eriol at this condition looked daunting. He smiled surprisingly, "Well, I'm here." "Um. . . dinner's ready- Tomoyo's not here- hope you like the food. . ." Sakura scuttled off thankfully. 'Has she found out yet? The Clow Mistress should be just as skillful. But what is this tug I feel of somebody else disturbing the balance?' Eriol watch Sakura go down the corridor. His eyebrows drew to a V- shape above his eyes. Problems, too many at one time. . .
Dinner was very quiet. Syaoran was his usual self, hardly or not talking at all. Eriol had his dignified pose on and Sakura was just a bundle of nerves. "So. how was school today?" Sakura burst the bubble of silence. "Great," Syaoran spoke. It was surprising to them and even to him that he even made a distinct sound.
"Really? How?" Sakura arched her eyebrow. Syaoran froze realizing that he had actually sound out his thoughts. "Well?" Eriol asked. Syaoran could hear the tone of mischief in his voice. It meant that Eriol had taken a walk in his mind again. 'My cute little descendent, aren't you going to finish your reply?' Eriol's mind voice said inside Syaoran's. 'Stop doing that will you? It's rude and besides that it's unfair that I can't read your mind' Syaoran replied.
Sakura saw Eriol and Syaoran looking at each other. Syaoran was glaring while Eriol was smirking. And there was a tinge of magic. 'What are they doing?' Sakura grimaced. She decided to let the cat out of the bag at last, "If you two are using magic, it's not very well hidden is it?"
Syaoran looked amazed while Eriol looked smug. "I knew you caught up quite soon, Clow Mistress," Eriol smiled. "How- " Sakura started. "He's a reincarnation of Clow Reed," Syaoran glowered. Silence receded on the table again. This time the arrival of Tomoyo was the interrupter. "I'm home. . ." Tomoyo cried out from the passage.
They all look up from their bowls. "Why is it so quiet?" Tomoyo sounded confused. She appeared at the dining area carrying grocery bags. Her raven hair looked wind- blown while her pale forehead was dripping with sweat. Eriol stood up without a word and took some bags from her clutches. Sakura and Syaoran saw they held each other's gaze for a while before breaking away.
'Chemistry is going on' Sakura thought. 'I thought he was on for Kaho?' Syaoran thought instead. Tomoyo took off her coat. She sat down beside Sakura. "What did you cook?" she asked breathlessly. "Minestrone soup," Sakura said. Tomoyo took a look at the soup, "Look's like you put in more than enough ingredients. Smells nice anyway."
Sakura blushed at her first sentence. Tomoyo reached for a bowl and scooped up some of the soup, "Noodles?" "Kitchen," Sakura replied. Tomoyo got up and disappeared into the kitchen. Sakura and Syaoran stared at each other. A loud thump emitted from the kitchen. Sakura and Syaoran stared at one another in surprise. But no commotion followed suit. "Maybe Tomoyo slipped a bowl or something. . ." Sakura said convincingly. Syaoran nodded.
"What's the matter?!!" Eriol's voice blasted. The two at the dining table got up. "Nothing!" Tomoyo shouted back. Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other, totally bewildered. Tomoyo burst out of the kitchen and ran to his room. Eriol burst out too and went to her room. Both of them slammed their doors simultaneously.
"Eriol has never been angry before," Syaoran said slowly. "Neither has Tomoyo," Sakura frowned.
Tomoyo's POV(In her words)
"So have you decided how to tell her?" I asked him. I didn't notice that he had a confused expression on his face. "Not yet," Eriol replied. He helped arrange the goods that I had bought. When he pulled out a can of cocktailed peaches, he smiled fondly. "What?" I mused. "Mizuki loved peaches," Eriol answered. He was chuckling a little. The smile made his charming face light up. He called her by her first name.
I started to find this Kaho person rather annoying. But I can't be. . . I've only known Eriol for a day or so. There was a pain in my heart whenever I hear her name. Was it. . .?
No. At least, I hope not.
"Describe her," I said finally with great difficulty. Eriol sighed dreamily. He stopped taking the goods out of the paper bag. "She has long gleaming brown hair that gleams even more under the sunshine. . ."
I fingered my dark hair. It looked so dull all of a sudden. I hoped Eriol didn't spot my downcast face. But maybe I did. . . so that he would ask me why. . . but that would be crazy. . . anyway he didn't even look up. Fat hope.
I watch his blue- black hair move slightly while he describe the Kaho girl some more, "Her eyes are the most expressive brown. . .like burning coals even if they're not really amber. . ."
Again I compared myself to her. Amethyst eyes felt like cold hard stones now. Not glinting or ever burning like amber. Burning, how I hate that word now.
"Her touch is so soft and satiny like what it looks like, beige with a tint of rose. . ."
I glared angrily at my pale white skin. I probably looked like a snow princess, ready to melt in the sunshine.
"She's about my height. . ." I felt like a dwarf. "She's always cheerful. . ." And I was such a grump (A/N: We know she's not!)
It was amazing what jealousy could do in such a short time. Wait. . . did I say jealousy? No I mean. . .um. . . another word. Anyway, I've already started to hate Kaho for some unknown reason. (A/N: Riiight. . .)
Without knowing it I was slamming noodles into my soup. It didn't splash about luckily. Eriol snapped out of his dreams of his perfect girl and turned at me, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I half-snapped. I banged the bowl onto the counter, "She sounds more or less faultless. What's the problem with just telling her?" Eriol didn't seem to catch the hint. How dense can people in love get? "See, she's just seem so unreachable. Every time you try to get near her, she seems to moves away a million steps, get what I mean?" Eriol said. "Each time I talk to her I imagined she hid snow white wings, like an angel in disguise. . ." 'An angel in disguise' it echoed horribly in my ears, I felt like screaming but my mouth held tight.
Eriol's POV(In his words)
As I described my beloved Kaho, the kitchen faded away. I saw her, in a park, petals floating around her. . . her soft wavy brown hair blowing against the wind. She was smiling, as usual, and it broke into a laugh, the amazing eyes narrowed down. . .
A loud bang made me return to the stove. Tomoyo had pound down her bowl. I turned at her. "She sounds more or less faultless. What's the problem of just telling her?" Tomoyo said. Her voice was a bit snappy but I ignored it.
"See, she's just seem so unreachable. Every time you try to get near her, she seems to move away a million steps, get what I mean?" I said. "Each time I talk to her I imagined she hid snow white wings, like an angel in disguise. . ." Tomoyo cringed beside me. I couldn't ignore that move, "Is something the matter?"
Tomoyo didn't answer. A tear fell on the counter top. I grabbed her by the shoulders, she was forced to look up. Her eyes were struck with tears! "Why're you crying?" my voice was cracking. She held my eyes for a moment before looking away. I saw the beautiful amethyst eyes pooled up. I was truly befuddled at why she was calling on the water works. Yet she still hadn't answer my question. I tried again, as patiently, "Daidouji-san, what's the matter?"
Tomoyo's POV
Tomoyo heard him ask many a times. The calling of her surname slapped her in the face. Daidouji- san. . . he didn't even call her Tomoyo. . . And her eyes were brimming with tears. Weak and pathetic, how could she allow herself to be let down?
"What's the matter with you?" Eriol's voice boomed impatiently. Tomoyo wrenched herself out of his grip and shouted back, "Nothing!" she ran out of the kitchen.
Eriol's POV
Eriol watched her run out. He wondered whether he should go after her. But he didn't. Instead he stormed into his room, ignoring the stares of Sakura and Syaoran.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A/N: I've made it a bit longer. So this chappie is mainly to promote E+T couples. Ya'll be wondering whether this will be an S+S ficcy or E+T. I'm trying to make it both at the same time or there may be a sequel. . . Anyway, I still need more votes for which play it should be and how should Kaho be. Love ya reviews, Thanx for your support! 'Specially Kan-Chan! Keep em reviews coming! 'Appy New Year!!!
A/N: I re-edited this to make it have more sense. It was senseless in the first shot, Sorry ^_^!
At Your Side
By Silver MoonStar
Chapter 4: Over Dinner
General POV
"Tomoyo! I'm home," Sakura shouted when she entered the apartment. Silence greeted her. 'That's weird, she should be here by now' Sakura frowned. She ran to the kitchen and saw a note on refrigerator. "To Sakura, I'm going to be late for a bit, cook your own food for once. Leave some for me. I don't know about the boys, think that for yourself- Tomoyo," Sakura read. The girl dumped her bag into her room and donned her faded denim skirt and a pale pink T- Shirt.
"At last, I get to cook!" Sakura said loudly. What'd I cook?" She flipped through recipe books that were lined by the side of the stove. Sakura settled with making a simple soup with noodles. It was less the hassle anyway.
She set to work with chopping the vegetables and saw to the boiling water. She added spices and bits of fish, chicken, mushrooms and other ingredients. It smelled quite nice in the end. Then, she checked the noodles which she had steamed earlier on. "Heavenly. . ." Sakura sniffed the sweet spicy aroma. Someone sneezed behind her.
Sakura turned around swiftly and saw Syaoran rubbing his nose. He had apparently been sleeping since his hair was even more tousled than ever. "Where did you come from? I didn't hear the door open," Sakura demanded right away. Syaoran scowled, "I was here before you came back home. So don't start rattling off."
Sakura didn't start but she didn't say a word anymore and Syaoran found the silence quite annoying. "What are you doing?" he asked finally. "I was cooking. Tomoyo is coming home later than usual," Sakura replied curtly. She poured some of the soup into a bowl. "I'm going to take a shower," Syaoran said and went off.
"Nobody's stopping you. . ." Sakura muttered. Fortunately, he didn't hear her comment. Sakura set the table. She wondered whether Eriol was back yet. So she went to his room.
Eriol's room was a mysterious, shadowy place. Sakura felt a strong aura of Clow Reed's magic. 'He has magic???' Sakura wondered. Cautiously, she stepped out of it, not wanting to stir anything. She bumped onto someone. Sakura swallowed a lump in her throat and turned.
It was Eriol. The boy's azure eyes hardened slightly. "What are you doing snooping around my room?" he asked quite coldly. "I- I'm sorry. . . I was wondering whether you were back yet. . ." Sakura stammered. Eriol at this condition looked daunting. He smiled surprisingly, "Well, I'm here." "Um. . . dinner's ready- Tomoyo's not here- hope you like the food. . ." Sakura scuttled off thankfully. 'Has she found out yet? The Clow Mistress should be just as skillful. But what is this tug I feel of somebody else disturbing the balance?' Eriol watch Sakura go down the corridor. His eyebrows drew to a V- shape above his eyes. Problems, too many at one time. . .
Dinner was very quiet. Syaoran was his usual self, hardly or not talking at all. Eriol had his dignified pose on and Sakura was just a bundle of nerves. "So. how was school today?" Sakura burst the bubble of silence. "Great," Syaoran spoke. It was surprising to them and even to him that he even made a distinct sound.
"Really? How?" Sakura arched her eyebrow. Syaoran froze realizing that he had actually sound out his thoughts. "Well?" Eriol asked. Syaoran could hear the tone of mischief in his voice. It meant that Eriol had taken a walk in his mind again. 'My cute little descendent, aren't you going to finish your reply?' Eriol's mind voice said inside Syaoran's. 'Stop doing that will you? It's rude and besides that it's unfair that I can't read your mind' Syaoran replied.
Sakura saw Eriol and Syaoran looking at each other. Syaoran was glaring while Eriol was smirking. And there was a tinge of magic. 'What are they doing?' Sakura grimaced. She decided to let the cat out of the bag at last, "If you two are using magic, it's not very well hidden is it?"
Syaoran looked amazed while Eriol looked smug. "I knew you caught up quite soon, Clow Mistress," Eriol smiled. "How- " Sakura started. "He's a reincarnation of Clow Reed," Syaoran glowered. Silence receded on the table again. This time the arrival of Tomoyo was the interrupter. "I'm home. . ." Tomoyo cried out from the passage.
They all look up from their bowls. "Why is it so quiet?" Tomoyo sounded confused. She appeared at the dining area carrying grocery bags. Her raven hair looked wind- blown while her pale forehead was dripping with sweat. Eriol stood up without a word and took some bags from her clutches. Sakura and Syaoran saw they held each other's gaze for a while before breaking away.
'Chemistry is going on' Sakura thought. 'I thought he was on for Kaho?' Syaoran thought instead. Tomoyo took off her coat. She sat down beside Sakura. "What did you cook?" she asked breathlessly. "Minestrone soup," Sakura said. Tomoyo took a look at the soup, "Look's like you put in more than enough ingredients. Smells nice anyway."
Sakura blushed at her first sentence. Tomoyo reached for a bowl and scooped up some of the soup, "Noodles?" "Kitchen," Sakura replied. Tomoyo got up and disappeared into the kitchen. Sakura and Syaoran stared at each other. A loud thump emitted from the kitchen. Sakura and Syaoran stared at one another in surprise. But no commotion followed suit. "Maybe Tomoyo slipped a bowl or something. . ." Sakura said convincingly. Syaoran nodded.
"What's the matter?!!" Eriol's voice blasted. The two at the dining table got up. "Nothing!" Tomoyo shouted back. Sakura and Syaoran looked at each other, totally bewildered. Tomoyo burst out of the kitchen and ran to his room. Eriol burst out too and went to her room. Both of them slammed their doors simultaneously.
"Eriol has never been angry before," Syaoran said slowly. "Neither has Tomoyo," Sakura frowned.
Tomoyo's POV(In her words)
"So have you decided how to tell her?" I asked him. I didn't notice that he had a confused expression on his face. "Not yet," Eriol replied. He helped arrange the goods that I had bought. When he pulled out a can of cocktailed peaches, he smiled fondly. "What?" I mused. "Mizuki loved peaches," Eriol answered. He was chuckling a little. The smile made his charming face light up. He called her by her first name.
I started to find this Kaho person rather annoying. But I can't be. . . I've only known Eriol for a day or so. There was a pain in my heart whenever I hear her name. Was it. . .?
No. At least, I hope not.
"Describe her," I said finally with great difficulty. Eriol sighed dreamily. He stopped taking the goods out of the paper bag. "She has long gleaming brown hair that gleams even more under the sunshine. . ."
I fingered my dark hair. It looked so dull all of a sudden. I hoped Eriol didn't spot my downcast face. But maybe I did. . . so that he would ask me why. . . but that would be crazy. . . anyway he didn't even look up. Fat hope.
I watch his blue- black hair move slightly while he describe the Kaho girl some more, "Her eyes are the most expressive brown. . .like burning coals even if they're not really amber. . ."
Again I compared myself to her. Amethyst eyes felt like cold hard stones now. Not glinting or ever burning like amber. Burning, how I hate that word now.
"Her touch is so soft and satiny like what it looks like, beige with a tint of rose. . ."
I glared angrily at my pale white skin. I probably looked like a snow princess, ready to melt in the sunshine.
"She's about my height. . ." I felt like a dwarf. "She's always cheerful. . ." And I was such a grump (A/N: We know she's not!)
It was amazing what jealousy could do in such a short time. Wait. . . did I say jealousy? No I mean. . .um. . . another word. Anyway, I've already started to hate Kaho for some unknown reason. (A/N: Riiight. . .)
Without knowing it I was slamming noodles into my soup. It didn't splash about luckily. Eriol snapped out of his dreams of his perfect girl and turned at me, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I half-snapped. I banged the bowl onto the counter, "She sounds more or less faultless. What's the problem with just telling her?" Eriol didn't seem to catch the hint. How dense can people in love get? "See, she's just seem so unreachable. Every time you try to get near her, she seems to moves away a million steps, get what I mean?" Eriol said. "Each time I talk to her I imagined she hid snow white wings, like an angel in disguise. . ." 'An angel in disguise' it echoed horribly in my ears, I felt like screaming but my mouth held tight.
Eriol's POV(In his words)
As I described my beloved Kaho, the kitchen faded away. I saw her, in a park, petals floating around her. . . her soft wavy brown hair blowing against the wind. She was smiling, as usual, and it broke into a laugh, the amazing eyes narrowed down. . .
A loud bang made me return to the stove. Tomoyo had pound down her bowl. I turned at her. "She sounds more or less faultless. What's the problem of just telling her?" Tomoyo said. Her voice was a bit snappy but I ignored it.
"See, she's just seem so unreachable. Every time you try to get near her, she seems to move away a million steps, get what I mean?" I said. "Each time I talk to her I imagined she hid snow white wings, like an angel in disguise. . ." Tomoyo cringed beside me. I couldn't ignore that move, "Is something the matter?"
Tomoyo didn't answer. A tear fell on the counter top. I grabbed her by the shoulders, she was forced to look up. Her eyes were struck with tears! "Why're you crying?" my voice was cracking. She held my eyes for a moment before looking away. I saw the beautiful amethyst eyes pooled up. I was truly befuddled at why she was calling on the water works. Yet she still hadn't answer my question. I tried again, as patiently, "Daidouji-san, what's the matter?"
Tomoyo's POV
Tomoyo heard him ask many a times. The calling of her surname slapped her in the face. Daidouji- san. . . he didn't even call her Tomoyo. . . And her eyes were brimming with tears. Weak and pathetic, how could she allow herself to be let down?
"What's the matter with you?" Eriol's voice boomed impatiently. Tomoyo wrenched herself out of his grip and shouted back, "Nothing!" she ran out of the kitchen.
Eriol's POV
Eriol watched her run out. He wondered whether he should go after her. But he didn't. Instead he stormed into his room, ignoring the stares of Sakura and Syaoran.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A/N: I've made it a bit longer. So this chappie is mainly to promote E+T couples. Ya'll be wondering whether this will be an S+S ficcy or E+T. I'm trying to make it both at the same time or there may be a sequel. . . Anyway, I still need more votes for which play it should be and how should Kaho be. Love ya reviews, Thanx for your support! 'Specially Kan-Chan! Keep em reviews coming! 'Appy New Year!!!
